Class dismissed.
Homework for today: to experiment the body's intake of poisonous cleansing chemicals.
A golden star for the ones sent to the E.R.
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Talk about Monday blues!

I fully have a case to file against whoever runs Mondays around here.

Today's Physics exam started at 8.15 am, and I was intending to wake up a little earlier to go through my file for the gazillionth time.

Yeah, and I wake up and look at the alarm clock, and it's 8.11, and in my state of groggy feverish stupor, I'm all, "No, that can't be, it's probably 8.11 at night, I can sleep for- oh, ten hours more,"

(in aforementioned state of groggy stupor, I also forgot that nobody in the whole wide world sleeps before 8.11 pm anyway.)

and then my eyes snap open, and I'm all, "AH! 8.11! Omigosh no, no, nuuu..."

and I wake my parents up, and my dad hurtles me to school like some F1 driver ( I so owe him!) and in my rush I realize that I've forgotten to check where the exam venue is, so I sprint from LT to LT opening doors and seeing J1 canoeists, caught mid-sentence with pen in hand, glancing up curiously at me (what, y'mean IP kids are taking the same exams as us now?) and shutting doors and opening doors and shutting doors and wringing my hands and generally making a fool out of myself; before realizing that the exam's probably being held in class, after which I fly to class and collapse into my seat, get my paper, and start scribbling to make up for the lost fifteen minutes.

...Grah, talk about getting out on the wrong side of bed. :/

Or in this case- getting out on the right side of bed; very late.

Some people sleeptalk and sleepwalk.
Yeah, well. Apparently I sleep-turnoffmyalarmclockwhenitrings.

At least now I know.

And my mum thought I needed more alarm clocks, so today she went and bought another one; and when she got back home she realized I already had two more in my room- so now I've got four alarm clocks in my room. Though rightfully, only two of them are working- since the other two died in noble and gallant action waking me up for training every morning this June hols.

...Oh, and I almost forgot.
Pre-exam stress seems to have gotten to everybody.
Oh my.

Ren Jean: "...I met a waiter...in Turkey..."
Cara: *snicker*
Ren Jean: " ...And I met a potter...in Chile..."

Maxine: "...Maybe we should all drink Red Bull before exams. :/"
Melissa: " o_O Red boobs? Drink red boobs before exams?"

Serene: *splashes water on herself, presumably to cool herself down* (...yes Serene, we all know you're hot. ;D)
Random person: "What're you doing?"
Serene: *explains* "...I had an urge."
Kat: *chirps* "...Serene had an urge, so she wet herself."
Serene: O_O
All: O_O

Ren Jean: " The guys there are either really good-looking, or really ugly."
Kat: "...I think Thais are good-looking."
Cara: "O_O Thighs? You think thighs are good-looking?"
Kat: "Yeah, why not? Thais are pretty good-looking what."
Cara: ...O_O.

HAHAHA.

Keep it up, people.

At this rate, we'll be hitting the loony bin by our sixteenth birthdays.